I Fell In Love With Five At One Time

Someone perusing all the lines I penned before this century would surely say that I held sacred five iambic feet, that quatrains and rhymed couplets were my stay! It seemed my mind was programmed to create four lines per stanza, rhymed a-b-c-b. I saw that others wrote in varied styles and over time attempted to break free. I asked myself then, “Must you always rhyme?” Blank verse, I added to my repertoire. I crave the partial freedom it affords. While rhyming’s not included, meter is— those five iambic feet that won my heart! I challenged myself, “Write some free verse— not a nonet, a tanka, a cinquain, . . . but actual FREE VERSE; not a paragraph you chopped up and scattered down the page.” I’m workin’ on it! May 6, 2021 entered in the What's in a Title contest Sponsor: Line Gauthier